Have you ever made a phone call and gotten the feeling that you’ve interrupted something rather, er… intimate? Have you or your partner ever answered the phone while you were having sex? Who would do that, you ask? My ex-husband, that’s who. And it happened more than once. The phone would ring in the middle of an afternoon of delight (or a reasonable facsimile thereof), and my husband’s hand would reach out for the phone.
“Don’t answer the phone!” I’d command.
“What if it’s an emergency?”
Sigh. He sounded just like my mother. And, invariably, that’s who it was on the other end of the line… my mother. No emergency. Just calling to chat. Talk about a mood buster. And she would be bewildered on the other end of the phone, wondering why I was being short with her and trying to get off quickly. It was unfair both to her and to me.
That marriage ended over 20 years ago, but it still makes me shake my head in wonder. Why on earth would anyone answer the phone while they were having sex?
